Once upon a time, I wrote a short story about an elderly couple who get a second chance at being grandparents. It was all about second chances, do-over's, and cancer, and kidnapping across the West. I liked Vi and Frank. I loved the little kid, Rain. Even their fucked up daughter, Stevie, was a favorite.
Also, I love writing about the landscape of my home, the South West.
After the first draft, I got notes and then wrote a second draft, and then a third. After that, I submitted Frank and Vi, Rain and Stevie's story to numerous publications. It was rejected by all.
Two months ago, I dusted it off and sent it to a talent writer friend. He gave me very concise notes. After that, I did another rewrite.
Last month, fifteen years after that first draft, my short story, The Do-Over, was featured in Lunch Ticket!
If anything, I guess the running theme of my life is to...never be defeated. Or as we say in Buddhism, "Winter always turns to Spring." Be very encouraged.
And Happy 2017!